"Have you heard? The dorm auntie said that our school's very handsome Mr. Ji stands under our dormitory building every night."
"It must be that he likes someone in our building."
"I'm dying to know who it is, such a handsome guy. I'd jump out of the window just to meet him."
Ji Anning entered the dorm with three other girls from her building, her heart clenched painfully as she heard their gossip.
It felt as if a sharp claw had grabbed hold of her, making it hard for her to breathe.
She held onto the stair rail, and numbly climbed the stairs, step by step.
The playful noises and laughter from the corridor gradually subsided, quieted down, as if everyone in the dorm building had already fallen asleep.
Ji Anning tossed and turned in bed, the pain in her thighs and fingers, all seemed ineffective at that moment.
'He stands under our dormitory building every night...'
'It must be because he likes someone in our building.'
